Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"Is your world so prosperous?"

"Prosperity? No, no, you may have misunderstood something, Gwendelyn." He Shenyan was a little amused, and he continued: "What you see is only one-sided, compared with the whole world, Gotham is the most special one among them. ."

"Before this, Gotham was synonymous with sin. Their government — the ruler, you can understand. Even thought about outright declaring Gotham no longer part of America."

"Does this change have anything to do with Qing?"

"I can't say it has nothing to do with me, but I can't say it's all my credit. After all, I'm just making a start. Everything else is done by themselves. It's the so-called God helps those who help themselves... Also, get ready, here we are."

His voice fell, and the two were already standing on another piece of land.

In the distance are large mountains, the snow that never melts, the rolling lines and the blue sky together form this ecstatic scene, and in front of them is a castle, majestic and majestic. The mage noticed that Gwendelyn's eyes were a little strange, it looked like nostalgia.

"When the flames were still thriving...the scene was everywhere, but now." She didn't go on, and shook her head.

She turned to another thing: "Have you always seen such a scenery in your travels? Although I am not familiar with the scene of the world just now, I am quite shocked. But this place looks quite different from Rodland. There are similarities."

"Travel... Ha, it doesn't matter if you want to call it that. Yes, I have seen a lot of scenery that ordinary people can't imagine."

"I've seen colorful rays bursting out of the stars, dancing wildly in the dark universe. I've seen aliens occupied half of the starry sky and the warships fired together. Although their target was me, the scenery was actually pretty good. …”

He seemed to have been opened, and began to speak incessantly. Gwendelyn smiled as she listened to him, ignoring some of the terms she didn't understand at all, she just listened quietly.

After a while, the mage realized the problem, and he stopped: "If you are interested in this, I can tell you about it next time. As for now... let's see if there is anyone in the castle. Bar."

He moved his fingers, and the gate of the castle lifted automatically, and the hinges of the drawbridge began to turn, making a creaking sound. The two entered the courtyard of Kyle Mohan, and what they saw were wild grass and training dummies thrown on the ground.

The mage shrugged: "It seems that none of them are here. It's okay, so I don't need to introduce you."

He said the words, and suddenly found that his words were ambiguous, and quickly explained: "Ah, don't get me wrong, Gwendelyn. I didn't mean that, I just don't know what I want to be... Wait, what are you laughing at?"

Gwendelyn's white robe fluttered in the wind, and two snake tails tied behind her. She took off the veiled golden helmet and held it in her hand, and something sparkling in those eyes was slowly taking root. The shallow dimples appeared on her face along with the smile, and the mage suddenly had the urge to draw this picture.

Gwendelin smiled and pushed open the door of the hall and walked in. She didn't tell He Shenyan why she was smiling, but left him with a mysterious back.

Watching her leaving figure, the mage didn't notice, and he was smiling. However, something else shattered this serene picture.

"...Kratos, when did you come?"

The mage turned around, and a naked bald bearded man stood behind him, the divine power from Sejani just dissipated. Kratos replied blankly, "Just here."

"......Did you hear that?"

Kratos hesitated for about two seconds before replying, "...No."

"I'll just pretend you didn't hear... how?"

The Master didn't directly say what he was asking, but they both knew who he had to be - who else but Yanzi deserved his attention?

"She's very good, but the political form of their country is not very good." Kratos replied blankly, and the words "political form" popped out of his mouth, which surprised the mage, but he didn't say it.

"Oh? Come and listen?"

Kratos shook his head: "I don't know much about this, but I know that the war is coming."

"I don't really believe that Calanthe will start the war so easily... Although she treats her daughter like an idiot, at least she has some basic political skills and brains."

"I don't understand what you're talking about, I'm just a soldier. I can see signs that the war is about to start, that's all. The number of guards patrolling the city has begun to increase, and the training of the barracks outside the city is getting louder every day.. That's all I know. What do you want me to do if the war starts?"

The mage's face was full of waves, and he couldn't see his true thoughts. He kicked the ball back lightly: "What do you want to do?"

"Stop the war."

"Would you mind giving me a reason?"

"A lot of people will die," Kratos replied.

"Then do it, stop the war—in any way you want, in any form."

Kratos nodded: "I will do it in your name."

"What? My name?"

"The goddess said it's good for your relationship with Yanzi."

"No no no, this is a deal between me and you, don't bring her into it. Do it in anyone's name - even if you use the Lord's name I don't care, understand? But not in my name. "

Kratos rejected him, he was unexpectedly stubborn in this matter: "My life belongs to the goddess, even if it is my deal with you~www.novelmt.com~ But I still obey her orders. What's more, It won't do you any harm."

"Yes, no harm..." The mage rolled his eyes, of course he knew that this matter would do him no harm. It might even make the still young Swallow feel a little good about him to facilitate his future affairs. But he still refused.

"I'm rejecting it because it doesn't hurt, Kratos."

Kratos touched his thick beard, and on his pale skin, those red lines seemed to reflect the light in the sun: "You are afraid."

"what?"

"You're afraid of a little girl, Mage."

"Hey, explain it to me... What are you running? Come back!" Halfway through the mage's words, the portal composed of the divine power from Seyani opened again. Kratos put down his right hand and put a small pocket watch in his waist pocket. He seemed to have a smile on his always expressionless face.

At the last moment he walked through the portal, he said, "You're afraid of that kid, Mage. Or, you're afraid of something else -- am I right?"